DAY 18: SECRET PRAYERS
Eighteen days now
we've broken in our walking shoes.
The world is scribed
with secret prayers.
Tucked in today's pockets:
slips of paper which read to life!
This eighteenth day
is a shiny pewter spigot, waiting.
The waters above yearn
to join the living waters below
new life cascading
into our hands.
Today is the eighteenth day of the Omer, making two weeks and four days of the Omer. This is the 18th day of our 49-day journey from Pesach to Shavuot, from liberation to revelation.
Hebrew letters double as numbers. The Hebrew word for "life" -- חי –– is numerically equivalent to 18. That's what sparked this poem.